High in the Big Horn Mountains at nearly 10,000 feet above sea level, lies the Medicine Wheel (above) — a place of worship, a National Historic Site, and an archeological mystery.

It is believed that between A.D. 1200 and A.D. 1700, hundreds of limestone rocks were placed in the shape of a wheel roughly 80 feet in diameter. Twenty eight spokes radiate from a central cairn to six smaller cairns around the rim.

Who built this and why?

No one knows for sure, but Native American beliefs and archeological evidence point to its use as a spiritual site. Many people still come to the Medicine Wheel and Medicine Mountain for inspiration, solitude, meditation and vision questing.

The Medicine Wheel was given protection and nominated to the National Register by local Big Horn Basin communities. The site is protected by federal antiquity laws under administration of the Forest Service.

– site placard

The ground on which we stand is sacred ground. It is the dust and blood of our ancestors.

The song that I will sing is an old song, so old that none knows who made it. It has been handed down through generations and was taught to me when I was but a little lad. It is now my own song. It belongs to me. This is a holy song (medicine-song), and great is its power. The song tells how, as I sing, I go through the air to a holy place where Yusun (The Supreme Being) will give me power to do wonderful things. I am surrounded by little clouds, and as I go through the air I change, becoming spirit only.

Being is a spiritual proposition. Gaining is a material act. Traditionally, American Indians have always attempted to be the best people they could. Part of that spiritual process was and is to give away wealth, to discard wealth in order not to gain.

The blue energy cubes should currently be powering escalators, vending machines, planes, and “everything else,” according to citizens.

NEW YORK—Expressing their disappointment and frustration at the current state of technology, citizens across the nation reported Thursday that they figured everything would run on some sort of cubes of blue energy by now.

Americans of all ages and demographic groups explained to reporters that they thought the cubes would be “basically everywhere you looked at this point,” saying they could not understand why translucent, pulsating blue cubes of energy did not yet exist, and why they were not currently being used to power appliances, lighting, various modes of transportation, and all manner of personal electronics.

Many theorized that the blue cubes of energy would last between 50 years and forever, and that those in need of more cubes would simply be able to pick them up at a local “cube station.”

“All you’d have to do is pick up the cube and put it on a thing you want to have power, and that would give it power—why can’t I do that yet?” said Lawrence Faber of Tampa, FL, one of millions of Americans who was confused that he was currently unable to fully charge his iPhone battery “in, like, 10 seconds” simply by holding the device in the vicinity of a blue cube of energy. “They’d be these cubes and they’d just be there and make everything work, like computers and TVs and stuff.”

Although the majority of people surveyed were unable to verbally describe the cubes beyond “blue” and “glowing,” many pantomimed box-like shapes with their hands to demonstrate their best guess as to the general appearance of the blue cubes of energy, often adding, “like this.”

“I figured there would be a real big cube that would sit in the middle of town that powered all the streetlights and things like that, and then a smaller cube in your house for your refrigerator and your heaters and everything else,” said Youngstown, OH resident Kendra Morgan. “And then you’d have some littler cubes that you could carry around with you in your pocket for whatever else you needed them for, like a blow dryer or a coffee machine, and the cubes would make all of them run.”

Many theorized that the blue cubes of energy would last between 50 years and forever, and that those in need of more cubes would simply be able to pick them up at a local “cube station.” Others speculated that the cubes would be far more powerful than today’s energy sources, including oil, coal, and natural gas, because “they would have so much energy inside of them.”

Most Americans agreed, however, that the cubes would be affordable, noting that every citizen would have “a bunch.”

“You wouldn’t have to plug them in—they would just sit there and make power,” said Stephen Garcia of Mesa, AZ, later adding that everyone would be able to make their car run by simply placing the cube in the automobile’s “cube holder.” “But they would be really quiet, too. And when you carried them around, they wouldn’t zap you or be too hot to hold or anything, even though all the energy would be whirling around inside.”

Additionally, many Americans surveyed said that the blue cubes of energy would be incredibly durable and would never break, even if they were dropped on the ground or a drink was accidentally spilled on them.

But by far the biggest recurrent complaint reportedly stemming from the lack of blue cubes of energy was that further technological advances—namely “even faster” blue cubes of energy—were being held back due to the cubes not yet having been invented.

“How are we all supposed to live in space if we don’t have the blue cubes of energy?” said David Reston of Batavia, NY, later adding that NASA would probably develop its own special “super” blue energy cubes. “We need those cubes for our spaceship boosters to get us around in space. And how are we going to live in our houses up on Mars without those cubes?”

“At this rate, we’ll never have the red, floating spheres that make you live forever,” Reston added.

Few will understand this. Even fewer will care to. Sea La Vie. I like to spell it “Sea” Just because I love the C. Smile and wave while your at the Sea and you might find the son. Words I strongly dislike are:

Slacks – what in the hell, who came up with that – nasty. Trousers and breeches – dungaree’s?

Meal as in , lets sit down and have a nice “meal”. So trite I just can’t stand it.

Top, as in lets go shop for a top. Dreadful!

Meat as in lets have some meat with our meal. I don’t visualize myself as having mastered the english language but I think we can do better than meat. But who cares what I think, Im not sure I even care what I think.

This is where I transition into my new Video and song, written a directed by “me”. Not a very graceful segway. Hey did you see the new seaways. Click on the ad below and i’ll make .30 cents. And yes that’s how fity-cent did “It”.

What would be the point of evolution, but to evolve! The greatest ability that you possess, is the ability to change your mind. How would you respond if I were to say that you could swap your silly little mind for the mind of God?

Most if not all have become familiar with the fact that an atom is 99.99999 percent energy and .00001 percent physical substance. The we can extrapolate from that fact the we ourselves are more nothing than something. Why is it that we focus all of our attention on that tiny percentage of the physical world. We define ourselves through perception- what we can see, feel, touch, taste and hear. These are our biggest limitations, to identify ourselves with the false mind made self. Let’s look at blowing off the chains that bind us, the chains that keep us limited to the sensory field.

Beyond all concepts of right and wrong there is a field. I will meet you there. – Rumi

What creates your reality?

Two men, after being stranded in the desert, walk into a town. One is hungry and so all he sees are the restaurants. The other man is horny, all he sees are the pretty girls.

If a pickpocket meets a saint, all he sees are his pockets.

Therefore, first our desire and then thoughts create our reality. We each hardware our brain to continually create more of the same and familiar of what we perceive as valuable. This is all fine and dandy but practically speaking, how does one change his thoughts? How can you rewrite the software of your mind permanently and get a different result.

Repetition is the Mother of all learning

If nothing changes, nothing changes. If we always do what we’ve always done, we always get what we’ve always got. We think the same 60,00 thoughts everyday, over and over. And they have now become a grove in a broken record.

How can you teach someone to value what he has thrown away. He threw it away because he did not value it. You can only hope to show him how miserable he is without it. To show him how to return to “correct” thinking by reward. If our belief/desire thoughts (what we think is valuable) create our reality, then it is with our desire thoughts alone that we must work.

Try to learn to play the Piano at 40, or learn a new language. It might be necessarily uncomfortable at first. Why? Because it’s out of the ordinary order, that means out of our conditioned thinking. We do this over and over until it becomes habit and we then break through.

1. Drop the personal opinion. If you have one-lose it, forget it. It’s all based on the past and will not be apart of the new perception you will come to know. This is another way of saying “do not judge”. Your judgement is based on false learning and is the past.

2. Meditation. The act of of silencing the mind and shutting off sensory perception. Take a few minutes several times a day to enjoy this. Through meditation we will rewire the neural pathways of our mind.

3. Nothing that you think, see or hear means anything. Why? Because YOU have given everything all the meaning that it has for you. The thoughts you think don’t mean anything. They are neither good nor bad, they are meaningless.

To swap you mind for the mind of God, first you must erase everything that you have taught yourself. At this point the Universe will rush in and write it’s own meaning!

I point you now to a online practice source. Simply Tap here and do One lesson a day for 50 days.

It’s all fine and dandy going around like a Parrot repeating phrases like “we are all one” or “live in the now”. When one (such as Robert below) has a direct experience of these concepts- everything changes. If One decides to grow the Ovaries to carry out such an experience, he may be rocketed into the stratosphere of the One Life!

My story begins a year ago when I ran across the Johns Hopkins study on psilocybin. Having suffered for years with depressive episodes, mild PTSD, slight bipolar tendencies, and general anxiety and unhappiness, I read the study results and then read everything I could find. I joined the discussion boards, read the trip reports, studied McKenna and Watts. I became an avid student of the mushroom.
Having tried for years to find a solution to my mental strife with traditional medicines, with no success, I was captivated. I had thought mushrooms were just a fun party drug that we left behind after our college party scene. However, being open-minded, and having nothing to lose, I embarked on a journey to self enlightenment and repair of my psyche.
So I grew my mushrooms, and then I carefully planned the set and setting. I meditated and I prayed to the God I thought I knew, and to the God I was yet to meet, to carry me through this 5 gram, in the dark, scary as hell experience that was about to commence.
About 30 minutes after consuming the mushrooms I started seeing the fractals. Colorful and intricate. Nothing like I had ever seen in this life, or could even imagine. They were insanely beautiful, and they were alive with their own spirit and knowledge.
I had headphones with Pink Floyd on and the visuals began to sync with the sound, and I was lost in it. At 60 minutes I was pinned to the couch, feeling like was I was being overrun by succession of tsunamis, each one bigger that the one before. I was moaning and sweating and curled in the fetal position. My last coherent thought was that I was going to miss my son, because surely I was about to die. And so I did.
Time lost all meaning, my body was gone, the present was gone, and I was dying. But the death was only a massive deprogramming. All the knowledge, all the habits, all the history, all the life experiences, all the bias and the cynicism, and all the walls I had built over this lifetime were being disintegrated. I remember my soul being beaten like I was in a cosmic washing machine. My psyche was being thrashed and pounded and my understanding of myself was being ripped away.
All I though that I was, and all that I thought I understood was but one tiny experience in an infinity of experiences — and it almost meant nothing. This mental beating went on for what seemed like eternity. I struggled, and I resisted, and I kept being pounded against the cosmic rocks.
Then there came a point where I just let go and welcomed what I now know to have been my ego dying. Complete ego death. The ego that had taken my infinite conscience and held it prisoner behind bias, ignorance, experience, and fear. I came to accept that my “life” was but a way station, a single blink of one experience in an infinite universe of experiences. There is a part of the trip where I became a cartoon character and my previous life was a sneeze that wouldn’t come. My entire life experience became just an infinitesimal blip — like a booger that needed to be removed. I kept getting to the moment of the sneeze, and it never came — over and over with maddening frustration.Maybe this is the metaphor of this life here and the struggles we have to find the happiness that is always elusive. The feeling that we are almost there, can almost sneeze, but cannot quite manage it, keeping us in a constant state of disappointment in that we can almost get “there” but it never comes. And the joke of it all is that we have always been there — but the ego has hidden this from us.As my mental walls finally came down, I was told by the universe itself that it was OK. It is OK. All is OK. And I remember I let out a long breath, and I let go, and I was nothing, and I was everything. I was creation, and I was infinity, and it was orgasmic. I remember floating in space, spinning and smiling, and I clearly remember thinking that nothing has ever felt this good. This was who we are — we are bliss. And we are good, and strong. I cried for relief, and I knew for sure, and deep in my bones, that things have always been, and would always be OK. I am OK. I was reduced to only consciousness — floating freely in the universe, and I was it and it was me. And yet I was nothing, and I apologized over and over for the hubris that had defined all my actions on this earth.
And then it happened. I was reborn back into myself. And I was shown that birth is what it is all about. Death and rebirth. Over and over again. The death is a crushing of the constructs we have built during our “life.” And birth is what the root and goal of our consciousness is about. I experienced my birth — and words simply cannot describe that. I was overwhelmed in ecstasy. Nothing can possible compare to this feeling.
As the mushrooms slowly let me go at 5 AM or so, everything was clear. I was calm, and very happy. Life made sense, and I was at complete peace. It was like a cosmic Roto-Rooter had scrubbed by conscience of all the sludge that was slowly killing me, and holding me back from living.
Since then, several months have passed and I divorced the wife that was a black hole in my life for reasons that would take many more pages to explain. But suffice it to say that I was given a crystal clear directive to eject this psychic vampire from my life — and so I did.
Also, since then, the resistance that has defined my life for as long as I can remember has lessened. When I get into a sour mood, most of the time if I stop for a minute and reflect back on my trip while staring at the sky, I can get myself centered and calm again. All aspects of my life have improved, and I am becoming who I thought I could be. But by no means am I done exploring.
I am so happy — and content. The darkness that defined me for so long has been banished.
As anyone who has experienced the magic of the mushroom knows, it’s impossible to accurately recount the experience either in person or in print. The incredible knowledge you are given and things you are shown, simply wither and blow away at any serious attempt at recounting them. It’s an impossibly maddening experience trying to adequately convey one’s mushroom trip without looking like you have lost all your marbles. The wisdom turns against itself and defies the telling.
And as all of us who have traveled that path in earnest understand, with no doubt whatsoever, that our existence in, and interconnectedness with, the universe makes us both nothing and everything simultaneously, significant and insignificant at the same time, one just as true as the other. Yin and yang, ones and zeroes. Some (including myself) have said that during their trips they saw God and he is us. If you remove the brashness from that statement, it rings with staggering truth.
On one hand, we are just cosmic dust with a heartbeat. But on the other hand, we are the creator as well as the created. We contain the birth and death of all history behind us and all possible futures in front of us. We are infinite, and when we are firmly in our trips, we are able to finally begin to wrap our minds around that concept. The infinite and interconnected conscience of all that IS simply feels right; it makes sense, and it is pure bliss.
We now know how ignorant we have been for so long with our ego in the way, and we are utterly humbled at the incredible beauty that we have seen, and struck down to our knees at the magnitude of the revelations we have been shown. Our experience granted us a level of peace and understanding that sings in our heart, even though it defies all logic and rational thought.
Yours Truly,
Robert

Again, this is Big Al Will-I-Am broadcasting live in Unity and High-Definition on the Spirit Broadcast Network, which is everywhere you want to be.

With the declaration of; teach on the basis of what you want to learn, because what you teach is teaching you. Here we go…

Keep in mind we are working with simple words, very limited. Words are symbols of symbols twice removed from reality. We are using words to create metaphors in order to bring us to an experience of where we already are in reality.

Metaphor:

Here is where we have ” learned” we are.

This is Not so.

Some examples of The Fibanacci . We can see similarities with the rings in our own Universe and everywhere within the same.

Here is what I am proposing in my metaphor. Simply stated, we have wondered off from creation in search of. In search of what? What would it be like to go off and experience individuality and person- ality. It was a mistake that happened so long ago that it is all but forgotten. Through DNA memory and re-construction we have simply forgotten ” True Reality”. We are simply playing out a fantasy of nothingness in our forgetfulness. We have hid ourselves from realty within this Fibanacci sequence. We are all One appearing as many. There is only one of use apparently fractionalized in this dimension appearing as seven- Billion. In illustration, it’s as if we dropped a large single piece of glass on the World and it broke into billions of pieces.

What’s the solution to this Hell we made. We must each bring ourselves back to whole mind. We must realize Unity. It’s all happening now. This is a great place to be in the re- evolving backwards to Unity.

This place in the illusion of space time was created by projection of the one mind. Projection is not creation. Creation is extension of what you were created As. In order to unwind ourselves out of this hiding place in the Fibanacci spiral, we must all extend what we were created as. Another way to say it would be that in order to come into Unity or whole mind is to reverse the belief in seperateness or attack and defend modality. Who are we really attacking and defending but a part of ourselves.

The total and complete insanity of descending on this apparent globe, drawing imaginary lines, subdividing continents into country’s, states, provinces, cities, towns, villages and finally personal estates; developing different Gods and beliefs and then attacking and defending those illusory beliefs; killing each other in the name of personality, seperateness, individuality – must stop. How will it though. It seems that it will take much clock time for this re-engineering of the DNA.

It would seem absurd, even evil to me years ago to even mention this. But hey I have nothing to lose. At John Hopkins and other places around the Globe research is being closely examined on Entheogens and Psychodelics with astounding results. DMT, Ayawauska, Ibogain, Mushrooms, LSD. This is pretty far out but maybe we should just release it into the water supply. We see movies made based on the destruction of the population using the water supply, why not reverse that idea to save it. We have all witnessed the results of the 1960’s. In fact I believe we are continuing to see those results manifest today. Was it enough? No, I don’t think so.

it even looks like a Mushroom
In reality I don’t see how we can screw up a false reality. Even if we totally destroy ourselves- so what. The issue I see is the pain and suffering that continues up to the point of destruction. Then again pain and suffering are truly mind made entities. Pain and pleasure as we label these emotions are two sides of the same coin. This is how the entire ” show” continues. Everyone is running away from “pain” and toward “pleasure”. I gotta get mine even if I have to take it from you. Yep let’s make enough LSD and release it into the water system- save the world. Probably lose a few hundred thousand in car and plane wrecks. Twenty- five thousand people die every hour as it is. But the idea of death IS the issue. I must get MY happiness before I’m terminated. What a mess.

However, like I said, all anyone of can do is extend what he was truly created as. Call it whole mind, Love, Peace, Buddha Nature, Krisna Consciousness, the Toa or whatever, but call upon it Now!

I had read and heard from dozens of speakers and writers about how research of the benefits of Psychedelics had been attempted in the 60’s and even recently with DMT The Spirit Molecule. I witnessed several documentaries about Ayahuasca and read accounts from Psychonauts such as Timothy Leary, Ram Dass and dozens of others on the web. Individuals were taking pilgrimage to the Amazon to heal mental and physical illnesses. There were books written and studies completed thoroughly and scientifically to the benefits. People had dedicated their lives to the legalization or at least freedom to use these alkaloids for spiritual healing. The medical field had grown to bloated heights and insurance reform was attempted. Indeed it is a monster on the same level as the Oil business. The fight to save the world’s energy resources vs profit for the very few was in full swing. I was witnessing Solar panels on the rooftops of houses and in fields across the country. The attempt to heal the body instead of the mind in the medical field regardless of what evidence existed to the contrary was still in full swing. No, this is how we do it, this is what we know, was still the attitude of traditional medical healers. Along with the pharmaceutical company’s huge profits, the business world has no reason and no humanitarian interest whatsoever to approve or allow such things. Thirty-five thousand years ago there lived a tribes of we call primitives. Many of these ancient civilizations discovered that the use of an herb in the diet enhanced eyesight which was of ultimate importance. As he went to add this herb into the pot of stew the elders flogged him stating this is not the way it is. Many, many others who dared to defy the customary way or current system have been beheaded throughout history . This is how it is. If there is one thing man has learned from history, it is that man learns nothing from history. The past continues to repeat itself over and over. You, yes you can decide for yourself. Think for yourself, use your power of Socratic reasoning and it will be self evident. The mind is sick that thought the body could be sick would be a how some modern day spiritual teachings would put it ie. A Course in Miracles. Continually attempting to repair the body is only a temporary bandaid for a symptom. Patching up a symptom will not cure the issue but merely hide the real problem temporarily. All healing is of the mind. Just as alcoholism is merely a symptom of a greater issue. Sickness is a defense against the truth. What is that truth?

Based on Moustakas’s Heuristic research methodology seven categories are reported consistently among Psychedelic users.

Spiritual connection

Enhanced self-esteem

Emotional release

Sense of community

Physical healing

Environmental sensitivity

Mental clarity and solidarity, fellowship and love, unity and belonging. Sudden cures of dis-ease’s and physical ailments. In cases where the end of a patient’s life certain and entheogens are used the many patients have felt at ease, serene and accepting of the end. For eon’s these have been used. Ioboga in Africa, Ayahuasca in the Amazon, Mushrooms in Mexico and Peyote in Peru. Happiness is pursued by all but in recent times Enlightenment even though many cannot define it is of utmost importance. Many years of one’s life may be invested in spiritual practice and meditation and even then the experience of self realization may not come. Love seems to have been re-defined as a clinginess to another or the love of a possession. How many have actually had an experience of real Love? I’ve asked many people if they have ever felt real love that is not of this world. I’ve witnessed the blank stares into space attempting to determine if it had happened, making the answer obvious. I think it takes a world of courage to be a who-man. Just look around, simple truths such as “one must love himself in order to love others and be loved in return”, are unknown by most. The lack of self -esteem in many of our brothers is incredible. Ask a sister about their spiritual practice and you’ll get the same blank look many times. Most people believe there is something wrong with their body’s and nearly all people do not have a sense of belonging. Most feel separate and all alone in this world. Even if they do have someone this relationship many times ends at some point and here I am all alone again. I say this is symbolic of our belief that we are separate from God. Separate from God, what does that mean. I remember going to church and Sunday School and learning that God was in Heaven with Jesus and we had to lift up our prayers and shout our songs of praise. It’s would be laughable but it’s a very hard thing to overcome if that is one’s training. If it is not overcome then one’s happiness is always going to be at the apparent judgement of this entity outside of him. There is a light in you that the world cannot perceive. I woke up last night in the middle of a dream. I was standing outside of myself and looking into my chest cavity which was open. A brilliant white/blue light emanated from inside. All of my organs were lit up and the esophagus was a tunnel for the light that went up into my throat and straight up thru the top of my head. I looked like an alien as surely I am. The point being that there is a divinity inside you and no, it is not a spark, it is massive and pure and limitless. But if you have not experienced it, can you or will you take the time to unwind yourself back to that which you truly are? To peel off all of the heavy blankets that blind you. Some would say “well if you don’t get it in this lifetime you always have the next few tries”. But we don’t know this do we. Now I am not a proponent of Ayahuasca however I have read many account of healing and insight.

In order to solve the significant problems we face today we cannot use the same thinking that created them.